Seeing the killer's heroic attitude, Qiu Yu showed a disapproving smile on his face and said: "There is no need to burn the top, poke him below and turn him into a roast chicken. "
Roxani was so amused that she laughed. She is so talented when she can think of such a sinister way! She nodded with a smile and ordered: "Scorpion, just do what Mr. Qiu said. I want to see how long that guy can persist."
when."
"Yes." With a ferocious expression, Scorpion moved the red-hot iron downwards and ran towards the killer's crotch.
The killer was frightened. Even though he was not afraid of death, he could not bear the destruction of the most precious thing on his body. If it was really boiled, wouldn't he die without a whole body, and he would not be able to tell what kind of thing he would be born into in the next life. He shouted in horror
: "Don't... stop it quickly, I'll explain..."
Scorpion moved the red iron in his hand and said disdainfully: "You have to find a trick to deal with a bastard like you, huh, you know what you are doing."
He walked over and put the soldering iron on the stove again.
"Tell me, what is your name, and who is instigating you behind the scenes?" Qiu Yu asked in a deep voice.
The killer shook his head, "I really don't know who paid for the murder..." The boy opposite him frowned and looked angry. He quickly added: "However, my name is Zheng Xiong, and I am the subordinate of Sister Xia of Tanger Street.
She gave me this task, saying that an employer would pay to kill you."
"Sister Xia..." Qiu Yu repeated thoughtfully. In fact, he didn't know who the other party was at all. It seemed like he had heard about it.
Roksani asked: "Is it Sister Xia, the owner of Langui Private Club?"
Zheng Xiong nodded, "That's her."
Roxani snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that on the surface, this woman is a socialite in New York, but she is actually the leader of killers. How many killers like you do she have under her, and what kind of jobs do they accept?"
Since Zheng Xiong confessed, he no longer concealed it, "Sister Xia has more than ten killers. She only accepts big jobs recommended by acquaintances. It costs at least one million US dollars to kill an individual."
Hearing that the killer had implicated Sister Xia, Qiu Yu had already figured out what to do next. Roksani ordered: "Lock this guy up first. You are not allowed to leak what happened just now."
Xie Zi quickly agreed. He waved his hand, and two of his men picked up Zheng Xiong, dragged him out, and locked him in the cell next door.
Qiu Yu turned around and asked Roksani, "Do you know this Sister Xia?"
Roxani said: "I don't really know her, but I have heard of her reputation for a long time. Sister Xia is one of the socialites in New York. The Langui private club she runs is also top-notch. It is extremely luxurious. The guests who can enter and spend money there are very rich.
Jigui. I have nothing to do with her, but since she dares to offend you, I absolutely cannot agree. I know you want to find her, and I can help you with this."
Qiu Yu smiled and said: "We are friends enough, let's go there now."
Roxani said cheerfully: "No problem."
A moment later, the motorcade drove out of the manor. The bright lights were particularly eye-catching in the night. Six cars got on the road and headed straight to the city. This time, Roxani did not drive her concept sports car, but sat in a Hummer driven by her subordinates.
In the back seat of the sports car, Qiu Yu was beside him.
Some men are like drugs. Once they are addicted, they cannot quit. Roxani feels that Qiuyu is like that kind of man. After experiencing the tenderness and innocence in the movie theater, she wants to get closer to him more and more, and she always makes excuses in her heart to act on occasion.
, I’m just having fun with him, there’s no need to put too much pressure on him.
When the Hummer turned a corner, the body of the Hummer tilted slightly. Roxani leaned over in an exaggerated manner. Qiuyu was considerate. With a smile on his face, he stretched out his arm to hug the silver girl, and stretched out his other hand directly to her.
Under the shirt, he touched the smooth skin of his abdomen, and then he snaked his way up, holding the big lump and kneading it unceremoniously.
Roksani let out a cry, struggled weakly for a few times, and let you pick it up. In fact, she also enjoyed this feeling. The waves of numbness swelled up from her body, as if she was electrified.
The Langui Private Club is located in a secluded area. It is an eighteen-story building with an ordinary appearance. It looks inconspicuous in New York, where there are many high-rise buildings. There is a square bronze plaque on the right side of the door, with an orchid in bud engraved on it.
It is so lifelike that there is no other textual description.
This building was surrounded by luxury cars. After Roxani and his party arrived, the car stopped and Qiu Yu took his hands out of the girl's clothes. At this time, the other party's pair of big buns were much more swollen than before, and the shirt was
It was bulging and stood proudly.
A blush appeared on Roxani's face. She glared at the boy next to her and said angrily: "Look at the good things you have done. It's so uncomfortable for me to be bloated."
Qiu Yu chuckled and said, "This is free breast enlargement for you. How about it? It's bigger. If you don't thank me, why do you still blame me? You're really ungrateful."
"Screw you for being so nice when you get an advantage. Let's get off the bus."
A group of people got out of the car, surrounded Roxani and walked over proudly, climbed up the steps, pushed open the revolving glass door and entered. In an instant, bright lights appeared in front of them.
The first impression given by Lan Kwai Private Club is that it looks different from what it looks like. It looks unremarkable from the outside, but it is extremely luxurious and tasteful inside. The entire interior decoration is full of Chinese style, whether it is the giant paper fans hanging on the wall.
, or the antique rosewood screen carved with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, or the precious orchids placed in various conspicuous positions, all make people feel unique.
A high-end private club is completely different from a hotel. There are not many guests. At this time, there are only seven or eight staff in the hall, most of whom are Chinese with oriental faces. Seeing more than ten people coming in aggressively, two men quickly came to block them.
As the group walked, the man on the left said politely: "I'm sorry, this is a private club. Please show your membership ID."
Roksani smiled brightly and said, "Show them your membership card."
After giving the order, more than a dozen big men reached into their arms one after another, but what they pulled out were not documents at all, but more than a dozen pistols. They pointed them all around and yelled, "Don't be right..."
The staff were stunned with fear, and several women hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands to prevent them from screaming. They all knew that if they shouted, they would easily be shot by the thugs.
Roksani ordered four of her subordinates to stay in the hall and keep an eye on the staff. Then, she coldly said to the man who just asked for the membership card: "If you don't want to die, take me to see your boss, Sister Xia."
The man hesitated a little, and Scorpion stepped forward and put a pistol against his forehead, saying viciously: "Hurry up and do what our boss said, otherwise, I will kill you."